When my neighbor first bought the old school bus I had to laugh.

Six months later, that old junky yellow bus was now a sleek, awesome-looking black and red party wagon.

Bill converted the inside into an RV, with a bed, a lounge area, a small kitchen, and even a bathroom! It was big enough to live in for a weekend, so Bill asked me to come into the mountains with him for some fishing and relaxing. We both brought our wives, and the RV was so big that we all had plenty of room to spread out and enjoy the weekend. It turns out that Bill had an old patch of cannabis plants up in the woods, and he thought they would be ready to harvest. I had no idea Bill was so big into growing cannabis, but he told me he came up to the mountains twice a year to check and harvest his crops. Now I understood why Bill spent so much time working on the old bus, because he would be using it for cannabis runs for the rest of his life. As a man with a healthy appetite for medical cannabis, I of course volunteered my services to help him with the harvest. That was one of the all time great weekends of my life, because we spent the afternoon cutting down cannabis plants and hanging them to dry, and then the evening in the bus with our wives. If we could come along for every future cannabis harvest I would be a happy man.


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